I was 3 years old when I had started pre-school. I had gone to day care, but I don't remember it. I remember every little detail of that day. I was crying and very scared of leaving my Pop.
I can even remember the outfit I wore and the lunch box a carried. A blue and white Osh Kosh B'Gosh striped outfit and a white and pink lunch box with a bologna sandwich and milk all of which I still have to this day (well, not the bologna sandwich and milk of course).
I walked into the pre-school room in tears and my Pop pushed me in and was gone. I was terrified and saw no-one I knew. I cried louder and then out of nowhere came a little boy . He took my hand and asked me why I was crying and I said I missed my Pop and he said my Pop would be back later and everything would be alright. He told me his name. His name was David. We went off and played Lite Brite.
The day flew by after that. We were inseparable. At the end of the day he gave me a kiss on the cheek. That was the start of my very first "boyfriend" and my best friend. He moved away when I was in 2nd grade.
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